Screams...
Blood...
Mom!
Dad?
I creep around the corner.
I see my mom on the floor. Blood pooled around her as our neighbor is leaning over her. Is he...eating her?
"Mom?"
My first mistake. As that...thing hears my voice it turns slowly towards me. My mom's stomach hanging from its mouth. My dad laying next to it. Already ripped open.
It starts towards me. I grab the closest thing to me. A lamp. As I roll slowly away it starts to get closer. As it jumps at me I swing. Hitting it in the face. It knocks me out of my chair. I start to crawl away but I feel it. It bit me! On
my ankle. I continue to crawl. The thing right on me. I am going to die. I close my eyes. When...
Tap tap tap.
Something's caught its attention. I look over to my dad. He has his watch in his hand hitting the hardwood floor.
Tap tap tap.
The things starts heading for him.
I see his mouth forming one word.
Move.
So I do. As the creature starts to feed off my dad once again I crawl outside.
I ignore the screams and groans thatecho outside. I keep crawling until I reach the shed. I make it inside and shut the door. I lay on the cold floor ignoring the panic outside and close my eyes.
I can feel it. The infection.
Spreading through me.
I open my eyes and look down. I wiggle my toes. I've never wiggled my toes before. As my head hits the floor again something catches my eye. A knife. It's sharp. I grasp it and think.
I feel the infection moving through my lower body. Soon I will be one of them.
Unless...
Unless I stop it.
Let it spread but stop it before it reaches any higher.
What do I have to lose?
So I cut.
As deep as I can into my hip.
I pass out from the pain before I can wonder it it worked.
...
It did.
As Iawake everything is silent.
My toes wiggle. My knees bend.
And I stand.
On my own.
I walk outside and smell death everywhere.
I walk to the house and cry. My parents. My poor parents.
As I turn away from the sickening scene I come face to face with a creature. I hit the wall and the thing moves on. Like I wasn't even there.
As I turn back to my parents I hear the door open.
"Mom! Dad! Liz!"
As the creatures start heading towards the sound of my brother I stop them.
"No! Not him."
They listen? All of them.
I watch them leave.
As I listen to the anguished sound of my brother'sscreams I make a decision.
He wouldn't accept me like this.
I don't accept me like this.
As I hear the terrible sound of a knife entering a skull I follow the creatures away.
I don't realize until about a mile away that I am no longer following.
I am leading.